green bamboo dream

The next day, Zheng Chuanjia's family hired a black oil flat-top and soap-veiled car, and took their eldest sister back to Zhuangzi happily.

The Pudu Temple is still full of incense, and there are many pilgrims. The few people who left the temple seem to have never left traces, just like a dream.

Of course, it’s not that no one noticed something was wrong, but when the spies from various families found out that there was an unremarkable car that drove all the way from the Shenjiying camp in the suburbs of Beijing to the palace, they resolutely let it go and dared not investigate again—cough cough, Since the emperor was involved, what the Cheng family did would definitely not be a "bad thing".

In the eyes of the common people, there is no such unpredictability. The aftertaste of the Chinese New Year gradually fades away, and Beijing is still peaceful. Occasionally, we talk about the widow "Sai Xishi", who sells tofu at the entrance of Masheng Hutong, who is going to marry Dong Dong in April. The blacksmith who lost his wife, the ugly daughter of the shopkeeper Zhang in the cloth shop, and the guy in the shop have an affair...

But suddenly, an eye-popping news spread rapidly among the streets and alleys. Many people are guessing whether the rumor is true or not, but there is no surprise, everyone hopes it is true of

In Cheng Guogong's mansion.

Cheng Xunxun stood quietly in front of the door through the beaded silk curtain embroidered with spirit beasts showing auspiciousness, listening to the laughter and laughter inside with a smile on his face.

"...Have you found out clearly?" Yu Zhu's voice was full of uncontrollable excitement.

Yinlian smiled and promised: "It's the most comprehensive one in Manfu. I even invited a few brothers to go outside to inquire, and it's almost the same."

"Then say it quickly, say it quickly... Let's start from the beginning."

"Yes...the thing is like this." Yin Lian cleared his throat, and said eloquently: "It is rare to say that the sky was gone yesterday, and the sun was so warm that the servants wanted to dry the mattress... Oops, pain……"

"What are you talking about, how did Zhao Jin get eunuched? Let's not say that the second master should come back."

The corner of Cheng Xunxun's mouth twitched, resisting the urge to lift the curtain, waved Hua Ruo who was almost jumping in anxiety to step back, and continued listening.

"...Didn't you tell me to start from the beginning? It started with the servants drying the mats." Yinlian said aggrievedly.

"...Uh, well, let's dry the mattress, and then what?"

"Then Xiaoque came to look for my servant... Xiaoque was sent by my servant to go chat with the woman at the corner gate, so I'll be sure if I inquire about the news."

"...It is said that the Ninth Master of the Zhao family got the news from somewhere——Miss Yunxiang rode a horse and ran to Shenji Camp in the suburbs of Beijing to see her when she left the Duke's mansion. I can't even see the last time... I even forgot what Abo looks like', and I was able to run out after whipping the valet several times."

"Second master is not here, and everyone in the camp listens to Mr. Xu. Mr. Xu is related to Uncle Zhongqin's family, so he naturally disagrees with the ninth master of the Zhao family to meet Rue Xiang—I heard that she has been a little crazy since she was taken away. Zhao But Master Jiu must see him, so in the end Master Xu had no choice but to let go, and asked someone to tie up all hands and feet of Yun Xiang, and then let Master Jiu go in."

"The rest are just rumors, and there are too many things to do." Yinlian's voice was a little unnatural, and he coughed in a low voice and was about to change the topic.

How could Yu Zhu let her fool her, she must listen to the details, even the nonsense.

Feeling anxious, Yinlian had no choice but to say coyly: "...It is said that it was Rue Xiang who knelt on the ground and cried next to Master Zhao Jiu... After... After that, she bit it off..."

There was a moment of silence in the room, and then there was Yuzhu's wild laughter, which was also mixed with the sound of slapping the table, "Really, bit...bitten off? Ouch, Ouch... My stomach hurts from laughing, come on!" Rub my stomach."

The stomach ache woke up Cheng Xunxun from his sluggishness, his heart tightened, he opened the curtain and strode in.

Yu Zhu's laughter stopped abruptly, her wide open mouth remained closed for a long time due to shock, her dazed appearance was very cute.

"Where does it hurt?" Cheng Xunxun quickly jumped on the pedals, gently placed his hand on Yu Zhu's lower abdomen, looked her face up and down, and ordered in a cold voice: "Go and ask the imperial physician."

huh?

Yu Zhu hurriedly pressed Cheng Xunxun's arm, "It's okay, I just lost my temper from laughing."

Seeing the man looking at his belly so tenderly that water drips out, I can't help feeling a little sour in my heart, I haven't been born yet, I'm just so nervous, if I come out, I won't be pampered

But she only dared to say this in her stomach, she has been a little bit into the horns recently.Well, this is all caused by the little guy in my stomach...

Seeing that it was just a false alarm, Cheng Xunxun's tense body also relaxed, and he leaned lazily on the super-large autumn-scented golden thread python pillow specially designed for Yuzhu.

Yinlian glanced nervously, and quickly retreated.Silently, her face was filled with embarrassment, she really didn't want to say this in front of her wife...

"Why are you suddenly interested in Zhao Jin's affairs?" Cheng Xunxun floated past several blue and white porcelain jars containing preserved fruits on the pear wood moiré coffee table at the head of the bed, a smile appeared in his eyes.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Yuzhu's mind, she looked suspiciously at Cheng Xunxun's handsome side face, and said, "Sir, you can't do it wrong, can you?"

It was really a coincidence that the more he thought about it, the more he was supposed to go to the camp yesterday, but he didn't go out all the time, and he was smiling very strangely, scaring a few big maids who didn't dare to come in.

Is it to avoid suspicion?To prevent the old man from blaming him afterwards.

And to spread this kind of news to the ears of Zhao Jin, who was imprisoned in Uncle Zhongqin's house, is... is it easy?Is the Shenzhai compound not well-furnished?The maids and wives serving in the mansion are all blind and deaf?

Cheng Xunxun fixedly glanced at Yuzhu, then suddenly laughed loudly, ignoring the negligible struggle, dragged her into his arms and rubbed and kissed her.

Only those who are incompetent can't see a woman's intelligence... He doesn't mind being guessed by his wife, on the contrary, he finds it very interesting, really...

How could there be such a woman who is suitable for him?

"What a little treasure..." He kissed her tender cheeks, and stretched out his hands to twirl the lovely white and jade-like earlobes.

Yu Zhu plunged into his arms and arched her head, thinking to herself, this person is springing up, as expected, only her thick skin can hold him back

must live

Suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly got out again, "The Chu family has sent greeting cards again, what should I do?" She can be hypocritical, slanderous, and flattering her with a smile, but that is when she is worrying about survival, since life is like this now, She should not wrong herself.

In the world of mortals, don't say that there is wine and drunk today, so you have to go for a while

Cheng Xunxun hugged her and sat down, nonchalantly, "It's really impossible to pretend to be sick, just wait until the draft is over."

It's okay, anyway, it's normal to have some discomfort during pregnancy, so she will come here once when she visits the doctor at most, and she can't bother the "patient" anyway.

After solving the trouble, Yuzhu was in a good mood, yawned, rolled into the kang, took out a book from the quilt, opened it to the fold, "I want to listen to this passage today."

After finishing speaking, he put the book in Cheng Xunxun's hands, lay down by himself, and pulled out the quilt to cover his body, as if I'm ready and you are free.

Cheng Xunxun looked at the ancient recipe in his hand for a while, his exquisitely lined lips moved, and finally gave in... So, the shallow and gentle golden warm sun in the afternoon passed through the half branch of red lacquer carved lotus, quietly in the window. Swaying on the big kang by the window...Combined with the low-pitched male voice with unique magnetism, lingering, ups and downs in this beautifully built house...

Yuzhu was half asleep and half awake, and vaguely remembered a sentence from her previous life: The best days are nothing more than when you are making trouble and he is laughing. The years are quiet and good, so warm until old age.

In fact, she should be sleeping, and he is reading... Maybe. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe and reward. Your support is my biggest motivation.)